dealbreaker & visa rachael yamagata & visa chesapeake

I found that record you'd been looking for,
Yesterday.
The one I'd been searching for forever.
I played that record all night.
You were right,
The last song will say it all.
Even though it skipped a bit,
It sounded better.
I never.
I never.
I never knew,
The only way to listen to a record like that,
Is to play it through.
But all of this means nothing.
Yeah, all of this means nothing.
But all of this means nothing.
Without you.
I packed up the car,
And started to drive.
Without a plan, with no direction.
You said it'd be good for me,
To break out of my daily routine.
You were always trying to teach some lesson.
You wanted.
You wanted.
You wanted me,
To feel the open road,
With the wind on my face.
Well I'm here and I'm finally free.
But all of this means nothing.
Yeah, all of this means nothing.
But all of this means nothing.
Without you.
You and I were partners in crime,petty thieves in the lineup
But somehow we wound up here.
I'm looking at a letter that I wrote to you long ago,
I wouldn't even know now where to send it.
It's funny how it all poured out on paper.
If only I had found a way to tell you.
If only.
If only.
If only you,
Had found a way to love me for who I am,
The way that I loved you.
But all of this means nothing.
Yeah, all of this means nothing.
But all of this means nothing.
Without, without, without, without
Without you.
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